My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1279: Dao Integration Ants Must Die

Irrespective of Mo Rubin and the Xuantian Sect's other members, they were, after all, cultivators native to the Xuanhuang Realm.

The current primary conflict within the Xuanhuang Realm revolves around the sovereignty dispute between its indigenous cultivators and those from external cultivation worlds, absorbed for various reasons following the Immortal Realm's great catastrophe.

The resolution to this conflict hinges on two pivotal figures: the Immortal Ancestor and the Heavenly Doctor.

“Regarding Mo Rubin, he might even offer assistance at a crucial juncture. As for the Xuantian King…”

Based on the available clues, Xuantian King Xuanyuan Hong's objectives mirror Li Ping's, both aiming to safeguard the Xuanhuang Realm from peril. Should he indeed still be alive, Li Ping would have no objection to reinstating him as the Xuanhuang Celestial Venerable.

This expedition alongside Mo Rubin yielded substantial rewards for Li Ping. Beyond the unexpected mastery of an Immortal-level formation, the Spirit Gathering Ascension Formation, the more significant achievement was thwarting the Xuantian Sect's clandestine endeavor to siphon power from the Dark Sea.

Without the formation's controlling artifact, the Xuantian Sect, relying solely on its current might, would be utterly incapable of manipulating the Dark Sea again. While their ultimate motive for stealing darkness power remains elusive, this action undeniably dismantled one of their covert trump cards.

Deepening his connection with the Xuanhuang Realm's Heavenly Dao now appeared to be a discretionary enhancement for Li Ping.

Upon re-entering the Holy Dynasty's Great Qi, Li Ping's initial destination was the treasury. He instructed Cat Treasure to utilize the original Binding Space Ring once more, ensuring that every single treasure was replicated into triplicate.

Only then did the Holy Emperor resume his throne, settling into deep contemplation.

“Although I was aware that numerous Dharma Kings of the Xuantian Sect were dormant throughout the Xuanhuang Realm, I possessed no precise measurement of their formidable power. Mo Rubin himself stated he was the least powerful among the twelve…”

“Even allowing for exaggeration, the Dharma Kings' strength is undeniably terrifying, given they carry the legacy of the Immortal Realm.”

“The Xuantian Sect holds the legacy of the Immortal Realm. The Ten Great Immortal Sects inherited the teachings of the Heavenly Capital Great Mage, and in their destruction of the Xuantian Sect, they must have also confiscated numerous treasures. As for the Immortal Ancestor…”

“He even forcibly acquired the Taishang Sect’s supreme cultivation scripture, the Supreme Primordial True Scripture. A great number of treasures belonging to the Ten Great Immortal Sects are likely now in his possession. Not to mention the Tianxuan Mirror, a supreme artifact that even the Ten Great Immortal Sects couldn't locate, yet it lies under his command. His might surpasses even that of the Xuantian Sect's Dharma Kings.”

A crucial question surfaced before the Holy Emperor.

If the Immortal Ancestor were provoked, a clash would be unavoidable.

Despite its vastness, the Xuanhuang Realm could not withstand the calamitous fallout of their battle. Furthermore, an abundance of peculiar and perilous entities lurk within its depths, such as the True Immortal's “Will to Survive” residing in the abyssal Dark Sea.

Should their conflict inadvertently rouse these entities, then discussions of rightful succession would become moot. The very survival of the Xuanhuang Realm would be plunged into uncertainty.

“The decisive encounter must unfold in the outer void, beyond the confines of the Xuanhuang Realm,” Li Ping concluded in his thoughts.

He was confident that the Immortal Ancestor would concur on this matter. After all, having painstakingly preserved the world for millennia, he would hardly wish to see it annihilated.

Li Ping harbored no profound animosity towards him; it was merely a divergence of positions.

“It appears I must personally venture into the outer void to acclimate myself to the potential battlefield environment.”

However, prior to that, Li Ping directed his focus toward the Spirit Gathering Ascension Formation.

This formation bore resemblances to the Myriad Realms All-Spirits Refining Formation. Following modifications by the Xuantian King, its inherently brutal and violent nature was significantly diminished, rendering it acceptable to Li Ping.

The Spirit Gathering Ascension Formation possesses the capability to extract matter and transmute it into transcendental immortal power.

The Myriad Realms All-Spirits Refining Formation, on the other hand, can amalgamate consciousness into a formidable force capable of resisting a True Immortal.

What if the two were to be combined…?

“This integration might resolve the issue of inadequate source power essence.”

“While constrained by material limitations, thereby reducing the Ascension Formation's efficacy, it should not prove insurmountable to condense power equivalent in magnitude to source power essence.”

The Holy Emperor immediately commenced his deductions.

Formation schematics fragmented and reformed within his mental landscape. A novel formation began to materialize progressively.

Meanwhile, another individual had already deciphered this formation before him.

Deep beneath the Dark Sea, constantly facing the peril of annihilation, the link between the Holy Emperor's clone and Li Fan's true form strengthened.

More so after Mo Rubin adorned the Holy Emperor with that demonic mask, the visions perceived by Li Fan became astonishingly vivid.

Consequently, Li Fan held absolute awareness of their every move.

Within the space of the Derivation Law Jade, Li Fan regarded the outcomes reported by the simulated persona of the Final Dissociation Disc, a peculiar gleam in his eyes.

"The Spirit Gathering Ascension Formation is potent, yet its efficacy in extracting essence is lamentably low. Even the complete annihilation of a world yields but a pittance of immortal power. However, when juxtaposed with the Myriad Realms All-Spirits Refining Formation…"

"It achieves flawless conversion. All matter transforms into energy, and divine sense merges and ascends. Truly ingenious."

Li Fan's mind raced through rapid deductions.

"Had I implemented this formation earlier, sacrificing the denizens of multiple minor worlds…"

"I could have staved off the Faceless True Immortal an additional three times over."

"Furthermore, with this formation, my reliance on the You race will diminish considerably."

Regardless of his feelings towards Mo Rubin, Li Fan heeded his counsel with utmost seriousness.

The warnings, "Immortal Power of the Mortal Dust brings more harm than benefit," and "do not ascend to True Immortal unless absolutely unavoidable," remained etched in his memory.

As for any grievances, they could be addressed in a subsequent existence.

Pushing aside these burgeoning thoughts, Li Fan redirected his focus to the newly conceived formation.

The simulated entity of the Final Dissociation Disc awaited his designation for the formation.

"All existence, be it sentient life or spiritual Qi, originates from the formless void."

"Under the auspices of this formation, all things revert to their primal state."

"Therefore, the formation shall be christened the [Primordial Spiritual Void Formation]."

As the concept materialized, a tumultuous, earthy luminescence enveloped the Final Dissociation Disc.

The nomenclature was inspired by the immortal-tier formation known as the Primordial Mystic Spirit.

Despite the sonic similarity, their powers were worlds apart.

Nonetheless, Li Fan harbored a firm conviction that through persistent cycles of reincarnation and refinement, this formation would, in time, rival its venerable counterpart.

"This formation is excessively severe. The Holy Emperor's clone might not share this perspective."

Li Fan continued his analytical process.

This endeavor had proven immensely fruitful.

The immortal formation, personally established by the Xuantian King, supplied invaluable data to the Final Dissociation Disc.

The True Immortal's "Will to Survive" and the accumulated might of the Dark Sea presented compelling temptations to Li Fan.

Unlike ordinary beings with their singular lifespan, he possessed boundless epochs and innumerable chances for empirical testing.

However, a fundamental prerequisite existed.

He had to endure and persist.

"Mo Rubin may be contemptible, but his pronouncements hold undeniable truth."

With abundant time at his disposal during his seclusion, Li Fan diligently processed his discoveries.

Concurrently, those capable of shaping the destiny of the Xuanhuang Realm had experienced profound transformations within a mere handful of days.

Yet, the populace of the Xuanhuang Realm, in their myriad numbers, remained utterly oblivious.

The same held true within the precincts of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance.

The Dark Sea represented a matter of extreme confidentiality, known only to a select few Dharma-Transmitters, who were now convened to deliberate on strategic responses.

Among the general cultivators, the prevailing topic of discussion revolved around the multicolored light transmissions originating from beyond their world.

Over three months had elapsed since dozens of cultivators at the Dao Integration stage had departed the Xuanhuang Realm via that very rainbow luminescence.

Initially, the populace presumed they would never return nor dispatch any tidings.

To their surprise, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance possessed a means of long-distance communication, intermittently disseminating messages from the departed contingent.

Such a feat was, in its inception, considered impossible.

It only became feasible thanks to a signal transmitted via sword light from the abyssal depths of the star sea.

Following meticulous analysis, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance successfully replicated this communication technology, subsequently integrating it with the Beyond Realm Rainbow Light.

Consequently, members of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance were granted the rare privilege of glimpsing vistas beyond the Xuanhuang Realm.

"What is all this? Why is it entirely devoid of light?"

"Could it be that the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance is merely fabricating this? It appears no different from a common spatial tear."

"Where lies the so-called other side of the star sea? Where is the Xuanshang Immortal Ark?"

"Fortunate am I not to have chosen that path at the time; otherwise, gazing upon this monotony daily would be soul-crushingly tedious."

"Without attaining Dao Integration, one lacks even the basic qualification to board the Beyond Realm Rainbow Light. Might I inquire, what is your current cultivation level, esteemed fellow daoist?"

"I have cultivated for less than a century and have already achieved the Golden Core stage of the Great Dao. Reaching Dao Integration should be a straightforward endeavor for me."

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While the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance unceremoniously released images for reasons unknown, most cultivators merely treated them as casual entertainment, offering fleeting commentary.

Yet, a select few managed to glean deeper insights from these brief glimpses.

Outside the Chizha Abyss, within the confines of Broken Palm Immortal City.

Shang Shaojun had already re-watched the scenes from the outer void countless times.

Beyond the publicly distributed versions by the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, he had also secured more classified iterations through specialized channels.

A cold sweat beaded on his brow. His body swayed precariously as he broke from his intense contemplation.

“How do you feel, Shaojun?”

Diyi Jinglun was the one who posed the question.

He let out a soft cough, observing Shang Shaojun with an amused, almost theatrical expression.

“The outer void is truly perilous. Despite my own perceived strength, I doubt I could survive such calamities if I were to face them,” Shang Shaojun admitted, a lingering sense of dread in his voice.

“It’s quite alright, I feel the same,” Diyi Jinglun responded with a smile. “This only deepens my intrigue regarding the white-robed sword immortal you referred to.”

Diyi Jinglun’s smile faded. “Not only can he navigate the void with ease, but he can also transmit such crucial information from across the star sea. An unparalleled genius, and yet, his name is entirely unknown to us.”

Shang Shaojun sighed in agreement. “Only after that day did I grasp the sheer number of formidable individuals in this world. I no longer dare to dismiss any of the other heroes.”

“No, your understanding is incomplete,” Diyi Jinglun countered, shaking his head. “I mean to say that this person's existence completely defies all established logic.”

Shang Shaojun appeared taken aback.

Diyi Jinglun suddenly stood, idly fanning himself with a feather fan as he spoke with measured words. “In this current era where techniques cannot be cultivated concurrently, not only are cultivation methods tightly regulated, but even the resources necessary for progression are ceaselessly monitored by us.”

“Even with exceptionally good fortune, rogue cultivators can, at best, achieve the Nascent Soul stage. To ascend further would invariably draw the attention of our Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance. Yet, this white-robed sword immortal of yours…”

“It is as if he materialized from thin air, leaving no trace no matter our investigative efforts.”

Shang Shaojun’s brow furrowed slightly, a hint of skepticism in his tone. “The Xuanhuang Realm teems with countless hidden powers. How could the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance possibly be aware of every single one?”

Diyi Jinglun gestured again with his fan, and a luminous projection materialized before them.

It displayed a scene of Li Fan’s Holy Embryo unleashing formidable power outside the Chizha Abyss, shattering the demonic sound with a single, decisive sword strike.

“What are your thoughts on this sword technique, Shaojun?” Diyi Jinglun inquired.

“Profoundly exquisite, as if sculpted by the very essence of creation,” Shang Shaojun replied without hesitation.